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Shakespeare's Sonnet 18

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? 
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date: 
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd; 
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest: 
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee.

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Can I compare ya to a Summers day?

You're pretty great, I guess, and well wicked,

Them strong winds really affect them flowers,

And summer really ain't long enough though,

And the sun is so hot like them ovens,

But it does go away at other times,

Everything becomes so gross and ugly,

Whether at birth, or you get some bad luck,

But you wont sag or wrinkle like me Nan,

Or become ugly like them blob fish is,

Or get caught by the guy that collects souls,

Because you'll still live on through poetry.

As long as humans don't become extinct...

This poem will live on with you in it.